Control the Dragon of Time

Chapter 81 Sleeping

After a day, the gains from this war have been divided up by Galleon and White Dragon Mother, and they have been brought back to their respective territories.

When the White Dragon Mother left for the last time, she followed Galleon back to the Ice Cliff Territory, and told Galleon bluntly that she must take her next time when something like this happens.

Looking at the way she spoke, she seemed to have forgotten the bad things Galleon had done to her.

In the face of interests, the contradiction between the two is optional.

After all, this kind of mutual robbing of treasure and territory is not uncommon among five-colored dragons.

And even if the White Dragon Mother wanted to take revenge, there was no chance at all.

Through this side-by-side battle, she has deeply realized that Galleon’s strength has improved rapidly, completely beyond the White Dragon Mother’s understanding of White Dragon, and she even doubted whether her eggs were stolen from him in the first place. That damn Crystal Dragon got lost.

In the dragon’s nest on the 500-meter steep ice cliff, Galleon turned his head to look at the deepest part of the dragon’s nest, where pieces of magical armor or great swords exuding slight elemental fluctuations were placed together. a hill.

It looks a little disordered and in a mess, but full of richness.

Although most of these magical equipment are standard, they are also a valuable asset.

Galleon thinks that if there is an opportunity, he can exchange them for his more favorite magic gems.

There are many things that have value, but Galleon loves ancient items with time-honored, lovely magic gems.

But just now, Galleon found himself taking a different interest in timekeeping tools.

On a sorcerer’s spoíls of war, he found a small thing made of gold and silver, which looks like a pocket watch, the main body is made of gold, and the pointer inside is made of silver, reflecting the flickering light.

The subtle, constant ka-cha between the gears gave him peace of mind with every turn of the hands.

Placing the pocket watch-like timing tool beside the bed, Galleon picked up a space ring.

Immediately, there was a ripple in the space, and a sharp and powerful magic sword fell out of it, as well as some not many magic materials, books, scrolls, and snacks.

This ring is from Copperfield. Except for the magic sword, which belongs to Rorschach, everything else is Copperfield’s item.

Galleon looked towards the Magical Greatsword first.

The long and wide sword is engraved with dense rune, and the cold wind blows, as if torn by the sharp blade, making a mournful sound, and it is also stained with dragon blood belonging to the White Dragon Mother .

The end where the hilt and blade join is an azure high-quality gem, and the lower end of the hilt has writing in a language that Galleon doesn’t understand.

He guessed it was the name of the magic sword.

“It’s not a common language, and depending on its size, it doesn’t look like it’s used by an ordinary person.”

Galleon poured in magic power, and suddenly appeared around the great sword. A layer of condensed sharp light.

He poked the ground with a little force, and the hard ice crystals and frozen soil were deeply inserted like tofu.

“It’s a good weapon, but unfortunately I can’t use it.”

Galleon felt a little pity.

True Dragon will also use weapons and equipment to strengthen itself, but because of its body shape, unless it uses the Transformation Technique to become the corresponding body shape, the weapons of the overwhelming majority cannot be used.

Galleon doesn’t rush up to stab people with a chopstick-like weapon.

“There should be spells that can transform weapons, but I don’t.”

Galleon looked at the magic gem on the hilt, wondering if he should buckle it.

After more than ten seconds, he shook the head and expelled the idea from his mind.

Such a weapon that can easily cut dragon scales, its precious place is not only the gem, the rune carefully depicted on it, and the unknown metal material used to make the blade are all good things. , the value is far from a magic gem can be compared.

Without doing this kind of reckless waste of natural resources, Galleon put it up as his own collection.

Because he was cut when he didn’t want to sleep, he didn’t put it on the bed covered with gems, but placed it under the bed not far away.

With the gains of this time, Galleon’s gem bed is now a layer thicker, and he is surrounded by gems of different colors when he is lying on his stomach, and he can absorb a lot with every breath. Elemental energy, very comfortable.

But Galleon’s goal is to create a large pool of gems that can bury his body and allow him to swim in it.

These are far from enough.

Then, Galleon turned his attention to several books that Copperfield was carrying, and after reading it carefully, there was a mixture of joy and disappointment on his face.

Pleasant because these books contain the basic runes and spells of the Defense School, as well as some spell models.

Disappointed because only lower spells.

These books are in a state of almost being ripped through, and it can be seen that their owners have done their best to preserve them, but they are still a lot of wear and tear due to the passage of time, most likely Copperfield. A commemorative book of enlightenment.

Galleon made room to put these books together with the books he got from the double-headed ogre.

Although I have memorized the contents, occasionally flipping through the books is much more profound than recalling the memory directly.

Bowing his head, he looked at the human food taken out of the space ring.

Part of it is exquisite in shape, with a faint honey scent in its small size. It is a sweet pastry that smells good. The other part is a bottled pale red liquid. When you crush the bottle cap, you can smell a faint scent.

Wine taste.

The old master’s taste of pastry and wine is quite strange.

Galleon grabbed the sweet pastry, poured it into his mouth, chewed it briefly, and ate it with wine and water.

He smacking his lips, disappointed by the somewhat bad mix.

Compared with these things, Galleon still prefers meat, whether it is cooked or raw meat, although he can eat anything, he also has his own preferences.

After taking a general look at the spoíls of war, Galleon solemnly took out one thing.

The red Dragon Soul Stone is shaped like a giant dragon.

When the Dragon Soul Stone was exposed to the air, Galleon’s heart was instantly filled with an unquenchable longing.

Because he has already explained many things to his followers, this time, Galleon no longer suppressed his desire, and ate the Dragon Soul Stone exuding the breath of Ancient Dragon in one bite.

Dragon Soul Stone is so small that it doesn’t feel like it enters the mouth at all.

But when it passed through the throat and fell into the abdomen, a surging energy essence burst out in an instant, emerging from the stomach like a tsunami, rolling turbulently and swept across Galleon’s limbs and bones, his whole body. throughout.

Galleon shuddered under the shock of these energies, groaned a few times, and the dragon claw subconsciously buckled.

There is a kind of pleasure that comes from in the depth of one’s soul, layer by layer, like climbing stairs, and after two hours, finally climbed to the highest peak .

bang!

Galleon’s mind just went blank.

The endless drowsiness followed, and Galleon felt as if he was back in his mother’s arms.

The warm and comfortable feeling filled his body, causing him to subconsciously curl his tail and bury his head in, listening to the whistling wind and snow outside, and in a blink of an eye he fell into a state of restless sleep.

Time flies by like a white horse.

The constant flow of time has changed, creating a vortex that no other creature can see, enveloping Galleon’s body.

The threads of the river of time permeate it, interweaving the unique charm of time and time in Galleon.

(End of this chapter)